História Lights Out - Part 01

You entered the hotel elevator rushing because the door was closing, but thankful for getting it on time and because the day was over.

You were on vacation by yourself. Escaping the world you’re so used to was a great thing, mostly now after what happened.

Your fiancé just decided you were not the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with and left, so you decided it was time to value yourself more and part of the money you’d use to make the wedding party was serving well for a high-end trip all by yourself.

Suddenly the elevator stopped with a bounce and the lights were off. With the trembling you lost balance, almost falling over the person sharing the elevator with you. You could tell he was a guy, a little taller than you, but you could not really see his face because it was dark.

- Oh, I’m sorry.. - You touched his arm, and noticed it was strongly built up.
- No no, don’t worry, wasn’t your fault. - He said softly.

After hiting the alarm button a few times, with no response and no sign of the power getting back on you leaned on the wall.

- Looks we’re really trapped.
- The whole block must be off. It was raining a lot.
- Hm. - You nodded.

Hours passed and no sign of things progressing. You were both sitting on the floor talking, but soon you were feeling cold and sleepy. He noticed you shivering lightly.

- You can get closer, it’d be more comfortable. If you want, of course.
- Okay. - You leaned on his shoulder, but his idea of keeping close was a little more than that. He pulled you to share the inside of his big winter coat, making you embrace his torso, which was hell of a lot warmer am comfy.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, since you barely knew him (not even his name) you didn’t back away. It was too good to part.

- Is this ok? - He asked. His voice was low and sweet. Kind of reminded you of someone.
- Yeah. - The next moments you where trying to pass on your brain who the hell was the one he made you remember. Then it hit you. - You know… You kinda reminded me of someone.
- Really? Who?
- Aw, it’s silly actually. It’s a singer. Look. - You pulled out your phone, when you noticed you had just 2% power left. You quickly rolled trough some pictures you saved of him in your mobile and showed him - He’s really cool, right? We’re the same age, actually I’m a couple months older. He dances and sings so well. He’s from a group.
- Is he your favorite?
- Yeah. Since I met them… I don’t know, guess it’s a fangirl thing, I just felt connected with him the most. I really admire him.
- It’s a good thing you feel something special as this. I call it love.
- Guess it is. - You smiled and hid your face in his torso, now seeming so familiar.

Some moments passed and you where lost in your toughts when you felt a light humming on his chest. He was singing. Slowly your ears reconized the song as one of your favorites (Tomorrow). You could’t believe he actually liked your favorite group, even to sing that song, but something was off. His voice was actually so familiar it was scary.

- Hey… - You said softly.
- Hm? - He stopped to look at the top of your head.
- I didn’t ask your name up until now. I’m sorry, it was really rude.
- Don’t worry, I also didn’t get yours.
- I’m (y/n). - You backed from his embrace to look at his face in the dark.
- Nice to meet you, (y/n). I’m Jimin.

You froze. With the last of you mobile battery you turned on the flashlight and pointed just a bit up his face, avoiding his eyes. His smile was soft and his eyes were almost shut because of it. Then the light died with your phone

- Aaah…
- No no, don’t be nervous.
- How can I? I’ve been lying on you just now. I don’t even know how long we’ve been here and I didn’t even realized it.
- So you’d like to tell me more about how much you like me? - He teased.
- Ugh. - You hid your face on your hands, feeling your cheeks flush.
- Don’t hide. - He took your wrists on his hands - I can’t see your face well, but I’d love to. Come, lay down again. - He pulled you to his embrace.

You felt so flustrated you gripped his shirt. Soon you started throwing away conversation again until you felt calmer and ended up falling asleep.

The elevator suddenly started moving, waking you up and him also, apparently. The hotel crew opened the door in the 1st floor. There, the whole Bangtan group along with more staff and courious eyes expected. Jimin helped you gather yourself, but soon was taken away by a group of people. You got out, still trying to orient yourself. Maybe you’d be a good time for breakfast, since was light outside. You felt a hand on your shoulder that made you turn away.

- Can I see you again? - It was Jimin.
Your eyes widened and you nodded shyly after.
- What room is yours?
- 705.
- I’ll pick you for dinner tonigh. 8 o’ clock! - He said while going away.